50 True Stories That Sound So Bizarre That Nobody Believes These People

Didn't see it but felt it. My cat of 16 years was euthanized. For a few months every so often I could feel her jump onto my mattress, make her normal path to me and lay down. Hasn't happened in years. Everyone says I'm lying. I'm not.

My mother and I were in a parking lot at a hospital waiting for my brother to finish his shift. I was about 7 or 8 I think and where we were parked was near an auxiliary entrance so tucked back and not a lot of traffic. I was usually able to play but my mom was upset for some reason so we sat silently in the car. It was quiet and relatively empty in the lot and I remember being startled when she suddenly said to put on our seatbelts and that she was moving the car because we were in the wrong spot. I asked what she meant but that was all she said. We moved only like one row back and parked again. Then within a couple minutes we watched a car crash into the building at a high speed right past where we had been parked. I don’t know what happened to the driver but the their path would have hit my side of the car. No one believed her. She said she “knew” something was going to happen but she didn’t know what.

My 5 year old son won a ribbon at school for an event. Driving down a busy road in our car and it flew out the window. I did a u-turn and drove back on the other side of the median trying to see his red ribbon; no luck. Did another U-Turn and drove again down the road. I did this three more times looking for the ribbon... Looked in the back and told my kids, sorry, it's gone. Just then it flew back in his window and landed on his lap.


He lost the ribbon later that day at his piano class.

In 2004 my daughter was playing in a basketball tournament at Disney Wide World of Sports and the parking lot is huge. As we are walking in, I find a wallet with a lot of cash and credit cards. I turned it in to lost and found.

After the game, I realize I have lost my engagement ring. After looking for over an hour, I decided to go to lost and found (even though I had no hope that someone had turned it in). There were 2 people helping at the desk and a family was in the other line. I asked about my ring and once I described it , I was told the guy with the family had just turned it in!

I turned to thank him and as we started talking he explained, he found it on the way to the lost and found because he had lost his wallet! We were both blown away that I had turned in his wallet and he had turned in my ring. There were thousands of people at this complex so the odds of this happening were so small.

Once, when we were 18, I pulled an all-nighter on my patio with my best mate.
At about 5 a.m., he spotted the newspaper car driving down the street, lobbing papers onto everyone’s lawns.

He jumped out of his chair, sprinted to the front yard, and pulled off the best one-handed diving catch you’ve ever seen, plucking the paper out of mid-air and inch off the ground.

We cheered and hugged like we’d just won the World Cup.
No one believed us, but it happened.
And somehow, 20 years on, it’s still one of the best things we’ve ever seen.

I don't know how to shorten this ghost story into a tight tidy little Reddit comment, so I'll just share the whole thing. This absolutely happened to me about 10 years ago out in the sticks.

Rainy Friday night in the back woods of the Midwest. The kind of rain you only get in the fall where the leaves are sticking to your head lights. You know when rain drops fill up your vision so fast between swipes of the windshield wipers that it feels like you're watching the world at a lowered FPS? Yeah. That kind of rain. No other cars on the road. Why would there be? I was filled with a sinking 'No one should not be driving in this weather' feeling.

Even tho I hadn't seen another car for 20 minutes on the road, I was driving slow and steady due to low visibility, when I came to a full stop to avoid an obstacle in the road.

At first I thought I was looking at the belly of a deer that had been struck in the road, but it moved without seeming to be in any pain and I realized it was an old, sleepy looking dog. But it was laying down in the road. Windshield wipers pounded away, showing it starting to move. Even in the limited visibility it was easy to see because it was huge and white. It lifted its head and looked at me and I thought 'oh my god someone hit this poor dog in this awful weather' but I was mistaken. It moved with ease and familiarity. The dog lifted its head in sleepy sort of way and its tail started to wag. It stood all the way up and looked at me, wagging its tail like greeting a friend.

I sat there, white knuckling the steering wheel for a moment before coming to my senses and honking my horn. The dog took a few steps and then sat down and looked at me, tail slowly thumping, rain just pouring right onto it. I rolled my window down and called to it but it didn't move. I was too freaked to get out of my car and didn't want to get soaked. So I kind of just sat there, processing. You know when you see something that is .01% in the realm of possibility? It was possible this WAS a big white dog. It was possible it WAS sitting here in the road for some reason in this heavy storm.

My mind was clinging to these thoughts while the rest of my body was screaming that this was absolutely something supernatural.

Shocked, I sat there probably about one minute or so for the entire encounter. Then the dog turned its head, listened, and then slowly stood up and started patiently and calmly walking the rest of the way across the road.

Once it was about to cross the opposite side of the road, into the tall grass of the ditch, it VANISHED. I was watching this strange white dog so closely, shocked and curious and in denial, but I am telling you that the second its first paw left that gravel road it just DISAPPEARED.

A trick of the light. The rain, the visibility, it just moved really fast into the tall grass maybe, surely I was mistaken. On and on I rationalized, and still do every time I tell this story.

Shaking, I continued my drive, coming up to an old horse farm up the way. There was a disturbance up ahead. I made out a cellphone light being waved in the air, and a man in a slicker flagging to get my attention just as I crested the top of the next hill. Once I was closer, I noticed the red flashing lights, and the barely visible crash up ahead just past the top of the hill. A huge truck was crashed into a ditch, partially blocking lane, just past a hills where I never would have seen it in time to stop. Another car was stopped to help and that driver was the one flagging me down. I asked them what happened. They said they were driving when the truck in front of them lost control on the rainy gravel and ended up in the ditch. He had stopped to check on the driver while calling the police and an ambulance was already on the way. He told me to get home safe and to drive carefully.

He was literally still shaking and holding the cellphone in his hand when he spoke to me. He had just called. It had just happened. I missed potentially being hit by about 1 minute exactly I'm guessing.

If I hadn't been spooked and driving extra cautious after seeing that dog I might have plowed right into that truck. If I hadn't been stopped in the road for that fateful minute or so while the dog stopped me, then that truck might have plowed right into me.

According to my mom there was a report soon after that the person driving the truck had been under the influence, but thankfully there were no casualties.

I think the dog is the reason I survived, how I avoided it all together. Real or ghost, it stopped me in the road and quite possibly saved my life.

I was at the beach in Galveston when I was a little kid with my family in the 90s. I was in water about up to mid chest when a massive alligator came swimming past me. I high tailed it out of there and reported the encounter to my family who all dismissed it as driftwood or a large fish of some kind. I KNOW WHAT I SAW

Since then I have seen numerous reports of alligators in salt water and lounging around on beaches, so I’ve been vindicated to myself at least. Family never believed it though.

In 2017, we were floating down the Sandy River in Oregon. It was my brother-in-law, my sister-in-law and myself. At a surprise to all of us, a giant fish jumped out of the river, right in front of us and back into the water. It was either a sturgeon or a giant salmon. Not two seconds later we had a giant bird fly above us and it was a bald eagle. This was so cool because we are from Indiana and don’t typically get to see them.

The “green flash” during sunset!!! I’ve met so many people who’ve never seen it and don’t believe it’s real lol.

While visiting a zoo with my family we stopped to look at the elephants while their trainer was washing them. One of the elephants became agitated and started pulling on the chain on its foot. It kept moving towards me while my wife moved far away, the trainer came over to me and asked if worked with elephants, as this elephant believes it knows me. He said they bond with some people and asked if I'd be comfortable letting him get close to me. As I got closer the elephant put his trunk on me like it was smelling me. He seemed happy at that point and I rejoined my family and went on with our day. I had never been that close to a elephant in my life.

I was walking home with a friend after school when I was in my early teens. It started to rain HARD. I was joking around when I decided to yell "I COMMAND THE RAIN TO STOP!" and right after I said 'stop', it stopped on the dot. We could not believe it and mention it to each other every once in awhile still. This was probably 18 years ago now.

Probably 15 years ago I was on St Marks (nyc) with a friend on a late spring afternoon hanging out. A guy drives by and throws a paper bag outside the window and speeds off. We're like 19-20 at this point, so we obviously have to look inside. Find at least $3k in hundreds in there!!! About to go to the anime figure literal hole in a wall that used to exist over there. Guy probably early 50s comes over and says hey, think you got my paper bag. Neither of us were dressed to start sprinting and he pretty politely grabs it from my friend's hand. Says thanks for giving it back and buys us both a bubble tea with the cash lmfao


No one ever believes this but it's true. Krystal, girl, if you're out there... we both know what happened!


Edit: no one asked but to clarify why we didn't sprint: we were in cosplay to do a "photo shoot" (lmao a friend w a point n shoot on a side street) but this is 2010 so everything is made from the least flexible, hottest 100% polyester on gods green earth.

My Grandma lived in a rural area with about 12 acres of woodland which belonged to her behind her house. My cousins and I grew up in those woods. It was probably about two or three miles from the nearest neighbor's.

Once when I was about 7-9 years old, we were playing tag in the woods, and I was running fast, and getting far away so I wouldn't be it. I got to a resting point up the hill where I could see everyone, probably about a hundred feet away. I went around the tree to hide, and leaning against the adjacent tree was a man. In a nice suit, and shiny shoes. He was sweaty and panting, and I remember the top of his shirt un buttoned, his tie loosened. I asked "are you playing too?" But he put his hand to his lips to shush me and motioned me to go away. I ran back down to my cousins and told them we needed to tag the man. We went up. He was gone. No one believes me someone was there.

We had just bought an acre of property in the country to build a house on, but it was still wooded. I saw a giant jackrabbit. This was in Florida, and they do live here, but no one would believe me. They made fun of me for seeing giant rabbits like I was Alice in Wonderland or something.

It's not so much that they don't believe it happened, it's that I can't describe how miraculous it was in a way that gets across.

It's 2000 or 2001, I'm in an econoline van driving from New Hampshire to Seattle, by way of Toronto and Southern Canada. After you leave Toronto, there's probably 100 miles of rolling hills, with tons of long views as you go up and down these hills. Then the hills get lower and it's vast plain, larger than Montana. As night fell and my partner and baby fell asleep, a truly wonderous night began. I could NOT get my partner to wake up and look, and it was really the kind of thing that ought to be shared.

For 5-6 hours, I drove through a heat lightning storm that filled the sky from horizon to horizon. **I drove in daylight.** and when by some miracle the flashes DIDN'T appear for a second, I was blinded in the black as my headlights were barely findable. I would get worried for a few seconds driving down the road and then the lights would come back on. It was the most beautiful thing a person could ever see. Every hour or so I would prod my partner asleep in the front seat to see if they'd napped enough to check it out with me, and the answer was no.

Finally, I got tired, though the sky did not. I drove off the off ramp and tried to find a road to park on, but the flashing sky was very disorienting, and I high centered into a ditch.

In the morning, a farmer charged me $40 to pull me out with his tractor. Both the farmer and my partner scolded me for parking in a ditch, and no part of what had been going on 'counted' as part of the reason I got the van stuck.

My husband told me his mother used to love putting together jigsaw puzzles. He remembered from his childhood that she had a 1000 peace puzzle of The Last Supper. He went through her things and found that puzzle. He took it home and spent some time putting it together. At one point, somehow one single piece of that puzzle fell off the table and was lost. We couldn't find it anywhere. For years, my husband always said he was going to try to find another puzzle again and replace that piece. One day he went to work and an employee who worked in a completely different department, who he was only just acquaintances with, came up to him and told him that he was on his way to work and he saw something at the side of the road in someone's trash heap. He said he got a sudden overwhelming urge to stop, pick up this item and bring it to my husband specifically. He said he felt like he absolutely had to do this. It was that exact puzzle completed and framed under glass.

I found $19 in a package of tissues once. The small, pocket sized tissue pack. It was all in $1 bills.

Edit: it was a sealed package of tissues. Still had tissue in there. I was a young lad on a field trip and had brought that package with me from home. I did not find it on the ground.

A gigantic Baskin shark swarm past some friends of mine. It got within 2 feet of them.

Basking sharks are harmless. Theres no record of them ever hurting a person, even unintentionally. But holy cow are they big, like bigger than an 18 wheel tractor trailer big. Along with being big, they are incredibly fierce looking-2 tone green, and black spotty stripes, like something out of Jurassic Park. Their mouth is unlike any other creature you'll ever see. Gentle giants, but they sure dont look like it.

This isn’t scary or supernatural, just completely lucky.

A couple years ago my dad and I were going fishing on this farmer’s strip cut (big pond/lake left after a strip coal mine closes). When we got there the chain on the gate had a lock on it. We called the farmer and he said “oh just cut it off, I told them to stop locking that”.

We didn’t have anything to cut the lock so my dad got his shovel out of the back of the truck to try to break it. The lock was dangling holding the chain between the 2 pieces of gate. I thought “no way will this work”. So he smacked that lock and it trampolined about 30 feet in the air.

When it came back down it landed BACK on part of the chain! Just hooked itself on a chain link again. Pure luck.

Growing up, my dad would take us kids through the desert/middle of nowhere every weekend to go to the vacation place (a camper near a river). The drive was like, 10 hours, one lane "old road" in the middle of the desert. Nothing around for hundreds of miles. You always had to pack a bunch of water, food, and camping toilet, because there was no rest stops. If the car broke down, your best bet for safety was to pull off the side of the road, hang a piece of cloth off the window of your vehicle (so the sun didn't fry you) and wait for a trucker to stop by (they were one every twelve hours or so; just the old truckers who preferred to take the old road, and they had a moral code to always check on stopped vehicles because their radios had better connection than early-era cellphones). Because of the circumstances and heat, dad usually started driving at 9-10pm, and would drive until morning. Plus this meant the kids had no energy to fight over the radio, snacks, or toys lol, we usually just settled in to listen to whatever CD dad had (usually classic rock on low volume) and slept or snacked or read a book by flashlight.

Every night, you could watch the UFOs fly around. In case we were sleeping, dad would always call to the backseat, "hey kids, wake up, the space aliens are here." This was before drones, mind you. But you could see these little balls in the sky that flew in their own patterns that didn't match any aircraft I knew about. It was a beautiful sight over the dunes. They stayed a bit farther away from the road, just flying over the open desert.

It was well known to people who use that road you could see UFOs there so often. But most people were too scared to go.